A HOT SUMMER keeps my feet moving
BLUE WHALES never know how to do dancing
summer days but it's alright you know it's
all right i say to the ocean life
CRAZY ways how people cope within
precedents of their behavior
the beggar and the banker alike
holding out eager hands for money
but the street walk cooks the ankles of
women and skaters in shorts -- but it's alright
Boy with a slinky drops his toy oh oh oh
down the Fairlane it goes passing by pedestrians
worshipping shopping and bus routes along the way
oh ah oh ooh — slinky don’t go / down a city drain
and into the labyrinth of under belly Souls.
Faith baY-baY-bee.
:: 06.22.2022 ::
E.P. Robles | Poetry 
You must be logged in to post a comment.